Imagine this . . . you're sitting in your First Class seat, which you actually paid for (no frequent flyer miles) and doze off somewhere over the Atlantic. When you wake up, you find the previously unoccupied seat next to you is now partially filled with a corpse, which has slipped off the seat and is lolling half on the floor and half still buckled in.
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